When my children were young, they had a problem. They bought snacks when they went to the store with their mother. When they didn’t finish the snacks, they put them in the refrigerator. They were planning to eat them the next day, but late at night, the snacks would disappear. Who took them? My wife said that it was a mouse, but my children knew better. They knew it was me. They called me the brown-haired mouse. I told them that I thought the snacks were for everyone. They started putting notes on the snacks. They wrote in big letters, “Don’t eat this, Daddy!” (104 words)
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